Lila

Lila

In us is the thousandfold Spirit who is one,
    An eternal thinker calm and great and wise,
A seer whose eye is an all-regarding sun,
    A poet of the cosmic mysteries.

A critic Witness pieces everything
    And binds the fragments in his brilliant sheaf;
A World-adventurer borne on Destiny's wing
    Gambles with death and triumph, joy and grief.

A king of greatness and a slave of love,
    Host of the stars and guest in Nature's inn,
A high spectator spirit throned above,
    A pawn of passion in the game divine,

One who has made in sport the suns and seas
Mirrors in our being his immense caprice.